Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King-Chapter 628 - 373: You Will Definitely Be the Savior!

Chapter 628: Chapter 373: You Will Definitely Be the Savior!

Because the only one who can defeat him is JoyBoy!

It’s as if he’s deliberately waiting, then after defeating him, he walks away to die.

Sage is different; throughout his journey, he emphasizes absolute resilience and persistence!

If one day he loses...

No big deal, the East Sea will rise again!

He’s not dead!

...

With the biggest obstacle gone, Sage’s plan can proceed steadily; the biggest challenge is merely the time needed to find the fifty thousand people on the island.

Other issues like ship capacity, food, and water supply are not a concern!

The quality of the Death Star can withstand Sage’s hundredfold amplification!

It doesn’t even need hundredfold magnification; just hundredfold speed is sufficient.

The ship is fast with the boost of power, and with Sage’s additional hundredfold speed, it only gets faster.

Crossing the Calm Belt at normal speed takes about sixteen or seventeen days, but with hundredfold speed... four hours!

It only takes four hours to reach.

It doesn’t even need food supplies.

Previously, the crossing was experimental to test the safety of the ship.

Now Sage is certain that Sea Kings pose no threat to him, even with hundredfold speed.

However, for Sage, the energy and stamina expenditure is overwhelming, comparable to using his Full Form.

Alongside the Sea Kings appearing in the Calm Belt, he needs to focus and use Observation to stay vigilant.

Otherwise, even with a smooth sea and reckless sailing, if the ship crashes into a Sea King, it’s all over.

This, coupled with his rest periods, time spent searching for people on the island, and slowing down after exiting the Calm Belt to Storm City.

Lily estimates at least two months to fully migrate everyone.

Fortunately, Grace’s explosions have had an effect.

The island is starting to show signs of areas with heated rocks.

Sage doesn’t understand geology, and neither does Lily, but Las and the Demon Race tribes do.

According to them, the explosions and flames have caused small volcanic flows beneath the island, heating the bottom and creating hot springs and rock grills.

The flames are still lacking, and the destroyed Royal Palace can’t be searched for fire sources; Sage’s team is too small to cover the entire island, which also lacks trees.

But the heated rocks are sufficient to solve the problem of cooking food, allowing islanders to eat what needs to be cooked.

There’s just one doubt...

Logically, it shouldn’t spew lava; the explosion intensity isn’t high enough for that, not even for internal flowing.

But it’s erupting like the island is cursed...

Two months later.

The Death Star is anchored at the landing point again, the last batch of gathered people boarding the black ship, now amplified to half-island size.

"Damn it, I’m supposed to be a landlord, now doing transport work."

Sage stands on the enlarged second-floor balcony, looking at the gathered crowd below, swearing under his breath, and then waves his hand, "Renedia, set sail and blow up this island! It’s an eyesore!"

"OK! Three shots will do!"

Renedia gestures an OK sign and excitedly runs to the main cannon position.

She’s long wanted to try this!

Such a massive ship, even the main cannon is enlarged!

Size means power!

Two months of continuous transport, managed by domestic Assistant Officers, distributing newcomers to islands in need, keeping them busy without pause.

Renedia hasn’t had a chance for relaxation, let alone trying the amplified power.

Now, she can finally let off steam!

"Set sail!"

Beside Sage, Lily waves her hand, and the enormous Death Star swiftly changes direction, speeding toward the Calm Belt like a shadow, breaking the waves at high speed.

Just moments into sailing, the ship turns around, Renedia yanks the lever, hits the control button.

"Fire!!"

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Huge projectiles, propelled by power, shoot out in a white jet stream, three rapid shots, hammering into the Cloud Mountain Kingdom’s island.

Boom!!!

The sea roils, clouds shrink, three towering mushroom clouds rise, creating massive tsunamis.

The entire island, under this attack, is swept into the waves, vanishing completely.

Lily glances through a telescope at the former island side and says, "The observation ship is overturned too."

"Who told them to be so close."

Sage laughs nonchalantly, "Ignore that bunch from the Navy, let’s go, contact the Royal Palace to prepare the food, this time I’m throwing a proper feast!"

Saying that, he hits the almost tree-sized balcony railing, amplifying the speed.

The black ship, once again pushing through waves, casts a shadow on the sea, setting sail into the distance.

...

New World.

Two ships flying the Starry Sky Skull Flag, the uppermost sails carrying Hawkins and Urouge’s unique emblems, dock at the port.

The arrival of pirate ships sends panic, people fleeing in terror near the port.

Hawkins walks down the gangplank, glancing at the fleeing people, addresses his men:

"Same rules, kill the local rulers and hoist our flag."

"But does it need both of us?"

From another ship’s gangplank, Urouge embraces a lead pillar, grinning mischievously, "A monk alone is enough."

"No, I’ve performed divination for your actions."

Hawkins steps onto the port beside Urouge, shuffles the Tarot Cards.

"Previous divination indicated danger. After all, this is a Magnetic Field Island, conquering smoothly is key."

He extends straw from his thigh, sticking cards, saying:

"While it’s unknown what awaits, your solo conquest chance is 30%, but together it’s..."

"Mom! Is Dad’s inheritance here!!"

A robust voice rings out nearby.

Hawkins widens his eyes slightly, "3%..."

He looks towards the voice, sweat trickling down his calm face.

Not far from their docked spot, a small boat also sits, from which jumps down a seven-meter-tall giant and a scrawny elderly woman.

The giant, lumbering and formidable, wears a goofy face with runny nose, bearing notable scars on the neck, face, and left wrist.

That silly face with a crescent-shaped, upward-curved white mustache, only thinner and sharper.

And...

Carrying a naginata like Whitebeard!

This guy, they know.

Now in the New World, infamous for hunting captains under Whitebeard, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, known as Whitebeard the Second...

Edward Weevil!